"C'mon Kai, are you in or not."

The dice rattled in his hand as he gave an impish grin to the ring of boys behind him. Tossing the dice effortlessly over his shoulder, they rolled for a few moments before ending up on six. The boys groaned and threw in their money and change along with a few objects that glimmered and shined. Kai folded his arms over his chest with a haughty grin walking over to collect his winnings.

"Alright, guys, its my turn."

Kai's eyes widened slightly as he slipped the last bit of gold into the bag and one of the boys picked up the dice. The boy blinked and shook the dice for a second or two.

"Hey! These dice are loaded!"

At that point Kai was taking off down the street with a laugh, his bag of loot over his shoulder as he ran. Their thundering footsteps were closing in but he was much faster than any of them. The alleyway was rather narrow, and the streetlamps provided little light. He leaped over fallen trash cans and kicked over a few for good measure. His trail came to an end once he came to a gate, and the footsteps stopped.

"That was lowdown Kai."

"Yeah, give us back our stuff!"

Kai turned and put his hands up in a way to signify his defeat. The boys stalked closer, and it was evident that they weren't about to let him leave without their possessions. Too bad. Throwing the bag over the gate, he quickly climbed up and they ran to grab him managing to snag his ankle. Kai grunted slightly as he was drug slightly down the gate before he grabbed hold of it and pushed himself higher managing to climb up and over it. Rolling after he hit the ground, he looked back and found that the others were trying to climb over as well. An impish smile formed and he grabbed the bag taking off into the night.

"Alright, I can't go back into that district for a few days. Made a lot today at least."

He sat on City Hall's steps going through his bag. There was no one there at this time of night. Those guys were pretty stupid to trust him but he did have fun playing with them for a while. Pocketing a few things, he sifted through the others. Maybe he could get a pretty penny off of these.

"Thats a lot of stuff that you have there, son."

Alarm spread through Kai's body and he shot to his feet only to be forced back down onto the steps. Two men held his arms, and the third loomed over him staring down at him with a raised eyebrow. How could he have not noticed that they were there? Had they come from behind?

"What the heck do you want, Zahir."

Zahir raised his hands before giving him a little smile.

"Whats with the harsh tone? All I wanted was to see what you collected tonight, thats not so bad is it?"

Kai mentally prepared himself for what was going to come next. A blow came to the side of the head and the men held him tighter so that he couldn't move away. Grunting slightly, he opened one eye and then glared defiantly.

"Kai, Kai, Kai.. this is so little. But no worries, here, you can have this."

He tossed Kai a silver coin before picking up the bag. The two men released him and Zahir gave him a sickingly sweet smile. Kai hated him with his entire being. Ever since he was a little boy, he had known Zahir. Zahir was the one that took care of him after his parents had died. He had shown him how to thieve and be clever, but then after Kai had learned all he wanted to - Zahir changed. He became manipulative, cold, different from the fatherly figure that Kai had seen as a little boy. He hit him whenever he talked back, he spoke down to him, and above all else - he never let him come home. His girlfriend P'Li was a bit different. She liked Kai, she actually loved him like he was her own son but she valued Zahir's ideals over what she thought. When he had to leave, she said nothing but gave him a backwards pitiful glance before shutting the door.

He closed his hand around the silver coin, the blow to the head was causing his ears to ring.

"Are you okay?"

His vision was a bit blurry but he could almost make out the features of a girl. She was kind of pretty.

"Why're you laying out here like this? No one is supposed to be at City Hall around this time."

"I could say the same for you, ya know."

She blinked before giggling lightly and giving him a small smile.

"Well, excuse me for wanting to worry about you."

"You're excused, but please continue."

She was very very pretty. Once his vision straightened out, he could actually see her. She was really really pretty. Her hair was an ebony black and swept in her face a bit. She had the kindest brown eyes that he had ever seen, and seemingly soft pale skin. Mostly wearing an orange shirt with a yellow sleeves, a clip in her hair, blue jeans and orange ballet shoes.

"Ugh.."

He sat up a bit and rubbed the side of his head before noticing the red fluid on his fingers.

"Oh no, you're hurt."

"D-Don't worry about it, it happens ya know."

Nonetheless, she reached out and touched it before reaching into her bag. Man, even the bag was pretty. It was a light brown and had pictures stitched into it. She pulled out a handkerchief and began to dab at it before pressing a bit to stop the blood.

"Here, you can keep it."

"Uh, thanks."

She must have heard something because she stood quickly and bid him goodbye before running down the steps and into a nearby car that drove up. He sat here holding the handkerchief that was stained with his blood in awe.